The night is deep, and at the half-open window, the cold wind from the upper floor continues to pour in, bringing bursts of coolness, just like the crooked sky outside the window, and the crescent moon is sprinkled like water.

Yun'er hugged his neck tightly, buried her face in his shoulder socket, humming and crying, her thin body trembling a little from sobbing, the wet marks that smeared penetrated the fabric of his clothes, soaking the skin on his shoulders, feeling the warmth in it, and he seemed to taste the bitterness after the warmth.

My heart is very confused, what should I say?

It's too chaotic and messy, I don't know how to speak, Yun'er's mother left, at the age when she was only so old, at the age when she had just entered the bloom like a flower, she should have been carefree, and she hadn't included many troubles in life into the scope of thinking, at the age when she needed to confide in others and share happiness the most.

Leaving her alone in that incomplete family, she quietly licked her wounds in the silence and depression that lingered around her, and a certain anger as if she had been betrayed.

The most painful thing in the world is not that the person you love has passed away, but that she is still alive, but you can only watch her leave, powerless to recover.

There are at least beautiful memories to remember that have passed, but those who have left resolutely, every time they think of it, they only feel painful.

Holding the girl's thin shoulders, Ahn Jun-hyuk hesitated for a moment, and the comfort that surged to his throat was still not spoken, how to say it? There are naturally many words of persuasion, some are gentle, and some are fierce, but no matter which one, they are just lip service, although the circumstances are different, but they are all people who have lost their mothers, and he can't even comfort himself with those words, so do you still need to hope to comfort others?

Silently stroking Yuna's back. The girl's long hair fell over her hands, soft and warm, and the faint fragrance of the girl also lingered.

It seems that when she gets home, she will lie directly on the bed, Yun'er is still wearing the simple and cool T-shirt and flower striped shirt during the day, and the thin clothes can't stop the touch in some places when the body is close at this moment, and the two are only wrapped in a little cutie, and the shape can almost be felt on his chest, trembling with her sobbing. Rub gently. He was a healthy man, albeit a little out of place, but after a while, some reactions appeared.

Ahn Joon-hyuk awkwardly held the girl's waist and pushed it. Yuna sniffed, looked up from his shoulder socket, and looked at him strangely, her eyes hazy with tears.

In her heart, such contact with An Junhyuk is a matter of course, so naturally she can't understand his concerns, and Ahn Junhyuk is embarrassed to tell her clearly, so she paused before reaching out to wipe away her tears. looked at her red and swollen eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Why is it swollen like this, it's really okay to eat it if you cry again." ”

Yuna was stunned, and then realized that he was making fun of the coquettish flesh under her eyes.

When the two first got acquainted. Ahn Joon-hyuk made a joke about it and asked her if she was hungry every day, otherwise why she hung two rice cakes under her eyes.

The girl, who felt a little embarrassed, blushed in the face. Hurriedly lowered his head and hit him in the chest, and hummed in a crying voice: "Oppa hates!"

But after such a split, the pain that had been left in the chest since the afternoon suddenly alleviated a lot.

After all, the person who made her sad had been gone for a long time, she had kept it, pleaded, and the result was that she didn't turn her head back, and the realistic ending was already doomed, no matter how sad and tearful she was, she couldn't redeem it that day, and it couldn't be effective at this time, and the reason why she cried was that it was quite faceless.

The songs sung by Xiaoxian reminded her of some things when she was a child, and the pictures were very sweet, so sweet that even in her memory, they seemed to be dyed with soap bubbles, gorgeous and charming, and full of colors.

But that memory is also as easy to burst as a soap bubble, and when the song passes, the gorgeous memory is stripped away, like an old TV set with only black and white, and maybe some snowflakes and skipping frames should be added, alienated and cold.

It's a pity that I can't forget it.

The more memories and comparisons there are, the more depressed the reality now makes her feel depressed, no one is like when she was a child, holding her hand, teaching her to eat, talk, walk, and teach her to know this world...... Some are lonely, some are hopeless.

The tears were not so much for the woman as for herself.

The cause originally came from some small fears, the memories were so good, the woman still said to leave, without the slightest nostalgia, just like she was to her, just indifferent to what she could discard if she wanted to, all kinds of favors in the past were reduced to lies, making her wonder in confusion whether there really was pure and immaculate feelings in this world.

This is the doubt of a young girl who is beginning to learn to fall in love.

She fell in love with a man, but she didn't dare to confess it for various reasons, so she could only pretend to be heartless, disguise her love as friendship, and first occupy a seat next to him, trying to wait for herself to grow up and have mature charm, and then snatch back his heart little by little.

Ji Lu has a wide range of visions and is not small in ambition, but today's memories made her suddenly start to worry, is it really possible for such a one-sided relationship based on her personal unilateral relationship to blossom and bear fruit one day?

Limited wisdom makes her unable to think more deeply, on the road of love, she is still a rookie who has just come to the starting point, for its thinking, it needs rich experience and experience in life, which are not what she can have now, so some worries and confusion, coupled with the loneliness aroused by the song, unconsciously cried.

Lin Yun'er doesn't understand what kind of psychology this is, but we who are watching from the sidelines may call it: adolescent syndrome!

If she dared to describe her thoughts to Ahn Joon-hyuk, Ahn Jun-hyuk might be able to tell her, but the reality is that she is now thinking about whether she should confess.

Yun'a, who lowered her head and bumped Ahn Joon-hyuk, whose slender arms were still around his neck, suddenly had an urge to confess everything to him, telling him that she loved him very much, and even the reason why she fell in love with him was sorted out in an instant, ready to tell him, tell him how much she was attached to his arms, and then ask him unashamedly if she could enjoy it forever.

But in the end, it was just an impulse, and when I really wanted to speak, I found myself worried a lot.

smiled heartily, seeing that Yun'a wanted to speak and stopped being silent, An Junhyuk, who didn't understand the psychological activities of a little girl, could only see that she had something to say, so he asked, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Can this be seen?

Yun'er was a little flustered, lowered her eyes down, blinked hastily, and snorted for a moment, not understanding how to say her first sentence.

She's just a poor little rookie, not even a theorist, when she has a secret crush, she can hide in the shadows and do whatever she wants, and she really suddenly wants to reveal everything, and the essence of not having an opinion will be exposed.

The red and swollen teary eyes covered part of the girl's mental activities, Ahn Junhyuk couldn't see her shyness and apprehension at this moment, and she couldn't detect her sudden and violent heartbeat at this moment. Seeing her embarrassed look, he waited for a while, and without waiting for her answer, Ahn Junhyuk, who felt that the atmosphere was a little depressed, wanted to make a joke and liven it up, so he said, "So hesitant, you won't ...... You want to confess to me, right?"

Boom Boom –

The question with a smile struck Lin Yun'er's head like lightning, and she raised her head sharply, looking at his slightly narrowed smiling eyes in a daze!

According to Ahn Jun-hyuk's well-known naughty and mischievous Lin Yun'er, the most appropriate reaction to this joke is to make a grimace, then pinch his throat, pout his mouth, and despise how stinky and beautiful he is in a little boy's voice.

But before subconsciously pretending to act like that, Yun'er suddenly felt that what a good time this is, isn't it...... Should I go with the flow and say it?

An Junhyuk, whose mouth opened wide in astonishment, thinking that she was frightened, reached out and pinched her red nose, frowned and said, "What kind of expression is this, is it very wronged to confess to me?"

"Uh......"

Before she could finish her short tone, the hand that was holding her nose suddenly grabbed her cheek and pulled it to both sides, and the stunned expression on her face was sharply distorted, funny and funny.

"Hmph, you dare to dislike me!"

"Ahh

"It's useless for you to hide, come and make OPPA rare!"

"Oh, no...... Don't scratch that...... There...... there."

"Haha

This kind of dialogue is undoubtedly a bit evil and imaginative, but in fact, Ahn Joon-hyuk is scratching the soles of Yoon-a's feet, girls have always been the most afraid of itching, which is the most useful magic weapon for so-young and Yoo Li to deal with her as a troublemaker.

Uncontrollably laughing for a while, struggling and rolling on the bed, and at one point stumbling upon the dolls she had placed next to the pillow, Yuna grabbed their legs, holding Winnie the Pooh in one hand and the rogue rabbit in the other, screaming and slashing her head and face over, and began to fight back.

The bed was a mess.

The so-called confession or something, in the face of revenge and desire to win, all became floating clouds, of course, maybe the girl retreated, or maybe she figured out something, at least in the eyes of Ahn Junhyuk at this moment, this is Lin Yun'er.

What he wanted to see Yun'a should be the child who was happy all the time and screamed and messed around with him, not the sad and crying girl before.

It's not that I don't want her to grow up, but I hope that she will always maintain such a cheerful and happy attitude, and never know what her sorrow is.

When Lin Xiujing cooked the meal and came over to ask the two to go to dinner, she saw such a picture - Yuna was riding on Ahn Junhyuk's back with her hair draped, pulling her tie with one hand, grabbing Winnie the Pooh and beating him on the ass with the other, while shouting arrogantly: "Say, do you dare to pull Lin Yun'er's face?"

“…… I'm not going to give in!"

"Hmph, the bones are very hard, let you see the fate of the hard bones!"

Under the bed of the girl's fingers, a poor rogue rabbit doll was dismembered and torn apart...... (To be continued.) )

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